#5. "Heart of Rock 'N' Roll" by Huey Lewis and the News
D.C., San Antone and the Liberty town, Boston and Baton Rouge
Tulsa, Austin, Oklahoma City, Seattle, San Francisco too
Everywhere there's music, real live music, bands with a million styles
But it's still that same old rock and roll music that really drives 'em wild
#4. "Seattle Was a Riot" by Anti-Flag
Seattle was a riot, they tried to pin on us
But we didn't show up, with gas and billy clubs
An unarmed mass of thousands, just trying to be heard
But there are no world leaders that want to hear our words.
#3. "Seattle" by Perry Como
The bluest sky you ever seen in Seattle
And the hills the greenest green in Seattle
Like a beautiful child growing up free and wild
Full of hopes and full of fears
Full of laughter full of tears
Full of dreams to last the years in Seattle, in Seattle
#2. "Francis Farmer Will Have Her Revenge on Seattle" by Nirvana
It's so relieving to know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing to hear that you're asking wherever you get your way
It's so soothing to know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
#1. "The Mud Shark" by Frank Zappa
The origins of the Mud Shark are as follows: There's a motel in Seattle, Washington called the Edgewater Inn. The Edgewater Inn's built on a pier, so that means that when you look out your window, you don't see any dirt; it's got a bay or something out in your backyard. And, to make it even more interesting, in the lobby of the aforementioned motel, there's a bait and tackle shop where the residents can go down whenever they want to, and rent a fishing pole and some preserved minnows and schlep back up to their rooms, open the window, stick their little pole outside and within a few minutes, actually catch a fish of some sort that they can bring into their motel room and do whatever they want with it. You know what I mean? Now, in this bay, there's quite a variety of ah...fish! Not only do they have mud sharks up there, they got little octopuses that you can catch. And all these denizens of the deep can come in real handy. Let's say you were a traveling rock 'n' roll band called the Vanilla Fudge. Let's say one night you checked into the Edgewater Inn Motel with a 8mm movie camera, enough money to rent a pole and, just to make it more interesting, a succulent young lady (Mnaaaah!) with a taste for the bizarre. My mind drifts back to a meeting, a chance meeting in the Chicago O'Hare Airport where the members of the Vanilla Fudge told Don Preston about a home movie they made at the Edgewater Inn with a Mud Shark. I'm gonna tell you, this dance, the Mud Shark, is sweeping the ocean!
